The ride from Delhi to Ajmer
With no success in getting the train reservation i desired, the next day started with a halt at Dhaula Kuan. From Dhaula Kuan i took the bus heading towards Ajmer with a rider that the ticket i would procure would be true till Jaipur and thereafter i would hop on to another mode of transport. Right in the month of June and fewer respite from the scorching heat, the entire Delhi-Jaipur commute was completed against less than noticeable heat and on occasions the cloud formation suggestive of a cool breeze. Seated on a seat (Rajasthan STate TRansport Corporation bus) from where the front view could be handy i was by no means sedated by those seated nearby and equally confident that none whatsoever would come for whom to gain access i need to give a repeated try.
The conductor apprised me of 15 rs saving if i had taken the direct ticket for Ajmer. The man seated next to me was immersed in thoughts as deep as his body immersion in a host of packets he was carrying and which he wanted to give to near ones as an act no less than sensation.. The bus showed the momentum to move at 11.05 am and once it started it showed the momentum to stop near IFFCO chowk precariously close to a English wine and beer shop. Surprise of surprises none got down to take the English wine crown but once the driver showed his willingness to relieve there were plenty of others in the bus waiting to discharge similar sessions of weep. One after another got down and having returned thanked the driver for showing them the direction to the bushes where they would rarely waver. As the bus began to move again there were hordes of toll (tall) plaza; some occupied with the thoughts on how serpentine was the queue and some trying to figure out the vehicle crowd momentum that could not be true. Sightings were ample of "great india", greet india" on back of trucks and this showed the enormity of distances covered by them and a sentiment that they shared with other gems.
Just before Bawal Chowk i came across "tirupti ka khana bana de dewana" etched on a wall. AS we reached Chandra Mahal hotel (Chow Bara at 1pm), the lassi for rs 15 was great and equally great was moong ka dal. THis area has been famous for lassi and alwar ka mushoor kalakund. Here the stoppage was for half an hour and within that period those travelling in the bus and those willing to travel tried to get back in groove by getting the dose of soft drinks their body could permit and speak on a cell on a topic their mind could configurate and cement.
When the bus began to move again, as is fashionably known and registered, tirupti midway hotel and restaurant was sighted when Jaipur was still 115 kms away.THough the bus did not stop nor the passengers but most cared to look at the structure with some suggesting the letters that make tirupti has to be tirupati. THe bus reached Kotputli at 2.30 pm. Here underneath the flyover among other vehicles parked were bombay chowpatti cart.
Reached Paota at 3 and Jaipur at 5. After the man who was immersed amidst packets caravan got down, there were two gentlemen who took chance to take a seat next to me. One was an aged gentleman and the other happened to be a young product clear in his outlook when he suggested the shave i had left hairpieces intact. Not to be shaken by his observation i realised those going for a clean shave can't do it in a hurry and have to wait.
When Jaipur was accessed the bus went amidst sighting of malls and shopping complexes. It took a while before the Rajasthan Roadways bus reached the bus depot and before the Jaipur halt half of the passengers got midway and the other half got down at Jaipur depot which has its own shine and ray. At bus depot the conductor again suggested i continue my journey to Ajmer, i hailed him and the driver for maintaining dignity and driving with a sense of security. Both were courtesy personified.
FRom here i took an auto for Sodala ( name i had lost trace of, thanks to google jaipur city map i was able to recollect). In Sodala there were no private vehicles on a sharing basis and i took a bus to reach 200 feet by pass. Here i took a tavera which had six other occupants. More vehicles were planning to go in that direction but i took this one. The driver was quite cooperative to drop me near the Ajmer Railway Station. From there i went to a cloak room adjacent to Dargah.
It was a day when the ride on Rajasthan Roadways bus was not unsettling and in under six hours i reached Jaipur. THe Ajmer ride could have been tried in the same mode had i started from the National Capital early.
THe Ajmer stay was for two days. During this period i lost no opportunity to visit Khwaja's abode and hope the nation's sentiments float. A visit more than once to Khwaja'a place is a must when in Ajmer where you have nothing to fear and millions who are dear. Khwaja would call us and all one has to do is to take the Rajasthan Roadways bus and others who would be part of the crew. JUne or July should not be seen as months when heat would defeat your try.
With no success in getting the train reservation i desired, the next day started with a halt at Dhaula Kuan. From Dhaula Kuan i took the bus heading towards Ajmer with a rider that the ticket i would procure would be true till Jaipur and thereafter i would hop on to another mode of transport. Right in the month of June and fewer respite from the scorching heat, the entire Delhi-Jaipur commute was completed against less than noticeable heat and on occasions the cloud formation suggestive of a cool breeze. Seated on a seat (Rajasthan STate TRansport Corporation bus) from where the front view could be handy i was by no means sedated by those seated nearby and equally confident that none whatsoever would come for whom to gain access i need to give a repeated try.
The conductor apprised me of 15 rs saving if i had taken the direct ticket for Ajmer. The man seated next to me was immersed in thoughts as deep as his body immersion in a host of packets he was carrying and which he wanted to give to near ones as an act no less than sensation.. The bus showed the momentum to move at 11.05 am and once it started it showed the momentum to stop near IFFCO chowk precariously close to a English wine and beer shop. Surprise of surprises none got down to take the English wine crown but once the driver showed his willingness to relieve there were plenty of others in the bus waiting to discharge similar sessions of weep. One after another got down and having returned thanked the driver for showing them the direction to the bushes where they would rarely waver. As the bus began to move again there were hordes of toll (tall) plaza; some occupied with the thoughts on how serpentine was the queue and some trying to figure out the vehicle crowd momentum that could not be true. Sightings were ample of "great india", greet india" on back of trucks and this showed the enormity of distances covered by them and a sentiment that they shared with other gems.
Just before Bawal Chowk i came across "tirupti ka khana bana de dewana" etched on a wall. AS we reached Chandra Mahal hotel (Chow Bara at 1pm), the lassi for rs 15 was great and equally great was moong ka dal. THis area has been famous for lassi and alwar ka mushoor kalakund. Here the stoppage was for half an hour and within that period those travelling in the bus and those willing to travel tried to get back in groove by getting the dose of soft drinks their body could permit and speak on a cell on a topic their mind could configurate and cement.
When the bus began to move again, as is fashionably known and registered, tirupti midway hotel and restaurant was sighted when Jaipur was still 115 kms away.THough the bus did not stop nor the passengers but most cared to look at the structure with some suggesting the letters that make tirupti has to be tirupati. THe bus reached Kotputli at 2.30 pm. Here underneath the flyover among other vehicles parked were bombay chowpatti cart.
Reached Paota at 3 and Jaipur at 5. After the man who was immersed amidst packets caravan got down, there were two gentlemen who took chance to take a seat next to me. One was an aged gentleman and the other happened to be a young product clear in his outlook when he suggested the shave i had left hairpieces intact. Not to be shaken by his observation i realised those going for a clean shave can't do it in a hurry and have to wait.
When Jaipur was accessed the bus went amidst sighting of malls and shopping complexes. It took a while before the Rajasthan Roadways bus reached the bus depot and before the Jaipur halt half of the passengers got midway and the other half got down at Jaipur depot which has its own shine and ray. At bus depot the conductor again suggested i continue my journey to Ajmer, i hailed him and the driver for maintaining dignity and driving with a sense of security. Both were courtesy personified.
FRom here i took an auto for Sodala ( name i had lost trace of, thanks to google jaipur city map i was able to recollect). In Sodala there were no private vehicles on a sharing basis and i took a bus to reach 200 feet by pass. Here i took a tavera which had six other occupants. More vehicles were planning to go in that direction but i took this one. The driver was quite cooperative to drop me near the Ajmer Railway Station. From there i went to a cloak room adjacent to Dargah.
It was a day when the ride on Rajasthan Roadways bus was not unsettling and in under six hours i reached Jaipur. THe Ajmer ride could have been tried in the same mode had i started from the National Capital early.
THe Ajmer stay was for two days. During this period i lost no opportunity to visit Khwaja's abode and hope the nation's sentiments float. A visit more than once to Khwaja'a place is a must when in Ajmer where you have nothing to fear and millions who are dear. Khwaja would call us and all one has to do is to take the Rajasthan Roadways bus and others who would be part of the crew. JUne or July should not be seen as months when heat would defeat your try.
